
09-07-2009, 11:23 AM
Not sure if all of what ends up in this thread would be considered poetry but it seemed the best place for them.
I do welcome comments, crits, and feedback/observations, but I wish to remind the reader that these writings are considered finished works and will not be revisited, or revised as they are considered complete in their current form, but that does not mean I will be deaf to what the readers interprets or wishes to express.
so for my first post I give you this....
........................lake
The lake just sits there and ponders what it is
going to do today, that is what it usually does
every day. It just waits there for someone to
come along and to go swimming in it so that it
knows that it is wanted. The lake longs to be
joined with its sister lakes and rivers, to no
longer be isolated and alone, away from friends
the lake reviles all its wonders and beauty to
all who come to its shores to admire it, it
provides a place for people to enjoy themselves
and to go boating or fishing for these are the
things that make a lake very happy, but when
people start snooping under the surface the
lake gets very angry and starts to cause problems
because unlike the river the lake keeps its secrets
very well gaurded and if you try to find out
what they are the lake will claim you as one
more of its many hidden horrorsfor other
investigators the lake tells me about those
people that were never able to walk on dry
ground again and abouthow it secretly plots
the drowning of every piece of dirt on the
planet because you see the lake has gone
insane from just sitting around by itself with
noone to talk to or any place to go waiting
each day for something to happen to it. the
waters tell me of how they want to embrace me
and love me forever so that no other may have me
the lake makes me offers that are almost impossible
to refuse, but I tell it maybe some other day as
I leave it and think about what it will give me
for loving it and each day I come closer to
letting the waters love me and hold me but for now
I belong to the land.
and my second post is this, a somewhat related writing..
..............river
The river is power it is serenity
the river is also life and death, it has
the ability to move a person to tears
it gives me a feeling of contentment
the river brings food to places it is needed
it also slowly eats away at the very same shore
that it feeds the river is peaceful to watch on the surface
but one glimpse of what is happening below is enough
to scare the life out of a person. The river has hidden
powers that only a very select few can see or hear
the river is the resting place for me to go and relax
I can hear the river calling to me and telling me its most
prized secrets and all that it has to offer if only I stay and
listen as long as it wants to talk. The river shows me what
it can do with all its hidden powers and how I to can posses
them the river is always glad to see me on the shoreline
and to have someone to talk to but when I am gone it will
sometimes get angry and start to destroy all that it has
helped to give life to, but most of the time it just flows
along its path and waits patiently for me to return
to it because it knows that someday I will come back to it
and to embrace it and love it but for nowit is content to
just talk with me and to carry my problems away to its
depths forever. But now I must go back to the river and
listen some more because the waters are calling to me
so I will go and talk and listen some more.
Last edited by ryu_shadowdancer; 09-07-2009 at 11:57 AM..
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